Page 45 of Chrome

I wasn’t expecting Davis to know him but then again, my brother’s worked for some big shots they called the Hoffman brothers at one point of time. When they walked away from the game ten years ago, they had millions under their belt. I was sure they knew everybody that was somebody and had more strings that were pulled for them.

“He’s twenty-five and yeah, I did. Davis, I like him. He makes me happy when he’s not acting crazy, and he’s a hell of a better man than Houston. Chrome doesn’t put his hands on me or try his best to humiliate me,” I ranted.

“Houston put his hands on you?” he questioned. That was the only thing that stuck.

“Yeah. Maybe like a few weeks ago. He came up here starting shit and choked me out in front of Mel.”

Davis offered a light chuckle before saying, “Don’t even sweat it sis, it’s already handled. Why you just now saying something though?”

“It’s been a lot going on, Davis. Chrome’s in jail as we speak because he shot up the abortion clinic.” My head fell back to the headrest and all I could do was sigh heavily. Eastlake had given me a run for my money, and I’d only been a resident for a few months.

“I’ll get one of the Cambridge twins to take care of that. Gina still the chief of police?”

“Yeah, she is. I’m overwhelmed, Davis. What am I supposed to do to fix this?” I felt so guilty for the shit Chrasmere was going through.

“You doing it. Where you at now?” he inquired as I heard a lot of shuffling on his end.

“The police department sitting in the car. I don’t know what to do but wait and see if he gets released.”

“Give him like thirty minutes. He’ll be out. I got to make some calls. I’ll shoot you a text when it’s done.”

“Thank you.”

“I got you… always. I’m gon’ hit you.” The call was disconnected, and I was back in thought.

Houston was as good as beat the fuck up. I knew that simply because my brothers didn’t play about me. It was also overdue. They never wanted me with him in the first place. They always said he was a slimeball and if I married him, I was a fool. Houston damn sure made me one over the years.

I was happy to see that Chrome wanted this child. This spontaneous ass relationship was an inconvenience for us both. He had a biker gang to run, and I had a life to iron out. Fresh from a divorce and already pregnant. This wasn’t in the plans, not even a little bit. Chrome and all that came with him was nowhere on my mood board. However, he’d become a permanent fixture. I couldn’t get rid of him if I tried.

Time toyed with my emotions as I sat and waited for him. It was like for every second that passed, my thoughts ran wild. I couldn’t figure out exactly how Chrasmere and I even ended up in such a toxic situation. We were fine and now… now that man probably wanted to beat my ass for real.

Davis came through and texted with a confirmation on having him released. My nerves had jumped ever since. I was anxious to see him as if he’d been behind bars for years. I didn’t want to ever go through this again. The love I had for him put me in a bubble that didn’t allow me to breathe properly without him. I was nervous and grateful at the same time. I needed this wake up call.

When he walked out those doors, he had a woman by his side. I assumed she was the infamous Aunt Gina. I climbed outmy car and cautiously closed the distance. I put him here and the embarrassment from it was etched all over my face.

He looked at me and I cowered under his gaze. I dropped my head and played with my fingers. I didn’t expect him to wrap his arms around me and bring me into his embrace. Being so close felt surreal for a moment. Chrome was still gentle and affectionate toward me.

“What we doing, Fade?” he asked in my ear. It felt good to hear his voice. I didn’t know why, it just did.

“Us,” I whispered.

“Don’t ever play with me like that again. I won’t hesitate to chop yo’ ass up the same way you did my fuckin’ kid.” I didn’t even mind the threat. He had every right to be upset. The hug came to an end bringing forth a bittersweet moment.

“You must be the woman that has my nephew crashing out so bad. I’m Gina,” she said extending her hand in my direction.

“Kosha, but you can call me KoKo… and yeah. I guess I am,” I replied.

“Auntie, meet my wife, Fade, this the woman that’ll make sure a nigga skate on them charges every time.”

“I just know you don’t belong here, and I won’t stand to see you behind bars. This, however, wasn’t me. A few strings were pulled from Graceland Heights. You must have friends in high places because no expense was spared,” she said with a smirk on her face.

“I have a few,” I answered with confidence. Davis held his word and came through. I had family in high places, and they’d make it happen for me every time.

“Take him and go. He’s a free man,” she said, giving us both a hug before she went back inside.

I grabbed him by the hand and led him to my truck. I opened the passenger door for him and jogged around to the driver’s side. Once we were in, I immediately apologized. I was dead asswrong for jumping the gun like that but also putting him in a position that could’ve snatched away his freedom. What the hell would I had done if they really put him behind bars?

“I’m sorry. I made a decision, and it was a selfish one. I won’t ever exclude you like that again.”

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